Tarasha 2 – Chapter 18 Part 1

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© Oyinloye Oluwatosin Emmanuel


Rex eyes fell on the Inspector General’s body as the man began to make some movements in the bed. Rex was tied in a chair while the Inspector General was tied to a bed in the same room.

He had woken up that morning to find the Inspector General fast asleep on the bed in the same room with him, he realized that Tarasha’s  men must have brought the man in the last night while he was asleep. The drugs they injected him which made him weak had also made him unable to know when they brought the man in.

The Inspector General finally stirred awake after stretching for some minutes. He turned his neck all around until his eyes landed on Rex. He was shocked at first, then he tried to sit up but realized he could make no movements. He resigned and continued staring at Rex with his shock still on his face.

‘Rex, what are you doing here?’ He managed to voice out.

Rex stared at him without saying anything. Then he looked away and stared straight at the wall.

‘Rex,’ the Inspector General called again but Rex gave no response. He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath. He didn’t know what to think. He couldn’t imagine that Rex was also kidnapped by Samantha Osman and was tied down just like him. Before he could make any conclusion in his mind, he heard the sound of the door opening and footsteps walking in. He tried to look towards the door as possible as he could and he could see the people walking towards them.

A total of three people had entered, Tarasha, Nicholas and Basit. The men stopped behind while Tarasha stopped in the space between the Inspector General’s bed and Rex’s chair.

The captives at the both sides turned their gazes to her.

‘Hello Guys,’ Tarasha said with a crooked smile, glancing at both sides one after the other. Then she walked to the side of the Inspector General and stopped at the left side of his bed, where both men could see her well. ‘I would like to talk to the both of you, but separately first.’

‘Nicholas, I want you guys to take this man to another room,’ Tarasha said without looking up, her eyes still fixed on the IG’s face.

She stopped and waited for the men to roll out the bed before she walked to Rex and stopped in front of him. ‘Rex, where is Chief Nonso?’ she asked, looking directly into his eyes.

Rex maintained a straight face, breathing gently and staring back into her eyes unblinking.

‘You know you’re going to tell me this eventually, so why are you wasting my time and your time?’ Tarasha asked, as she walked back to where the men stood previously. They had dropped a bag there. She opened the bag and pulled out a pack of syringe and ampoule and then she walked back to him with the pack visible in her hand.

Rex stared at her hand, he could tell the possible content of the ampoule but he wondered if Tarasha knew how to use it or not.

She stopped in front of him and took out the ampoule in the transparent pack, she raised it to the front of his eyes for him to read what was written on the label.

Rex remained calm even after he confirmed the content. He kept his gaze on her face and remained silent.

‘This is only going to work on you after you undergo a lot of torture, why don’t you save me the time and save yourself from the pain?’ Tarasha said temptingly.

Rex remained silent and kept looking into her eyes. Tarasha also kept staring into his eyes for a moment until Nicholas and the other man returned. This time they came with whips and some other torture materials.

Tarasha walked back to the bag again. She took another pack of syringe and ampoule out, the content of the new ampoule was to weaken Rex’s body. She injected him the second liquid and the men soon took off the ropes on Rex’s hands and legs and threw him to the floor. They began to torture him.




‘Good morning Vivian,’ Agent James said into the phone as he stepped out of his father’s room.

‘Good morning sir,’ Vivian greeted from the other end.

‘Hope you slept well,’ James said.

‘Yes, I did, how about you?’

‘I did too,’ James replied.

‘How’s father doing now?’ Vivian asked.

‘He’s very much better, we left the hospital already,’ James replied.

‘Wow! That’s good, I would call him right away to talk to him,’ Vivian said in an excited tone.

‘Not now Vivian,’ James said in a lifeless tone as he stepped into the living room.

‘Not now? Why? I thought you said he was okay now,’ Vivian replied in a suspicious tone.

‘He wants you to come to Lagos today,’ James replied.


‘Yea, he wants everyone of us to undergo a test,’ James said.

‘A test? What kind of test?’

‘You’d know when you get here, I’ve tried to talk him out of it but he insisted that we must all go through the test.’

‘Tell me, what kind of test?’ Vivian asked insistingly

‘A Medical test, just take it like that,’ James said.

There was silence for a brief moment, then James spoke again.

‘We’ve arranged for your flight, all you need is to be at the airport by 10am.’

‘Ermm… Are you sure all is well? Dad himself warned me to avoid making any trip recently to avoid been discovered by Samantha Osman or her men,’ Vivian said doubtingly.

‘Yea, everything is alright. Just check your mail and confirm the flight, dress up early so you don’t miss it.’ James said.

The call ended and James heaved a sigh before he settled on the seat. His phone beeped and he raised it up to check the screen, he had a new mail.




‘This young man looks so innocent,’ Dr Ekwueme said to Tomi. His palm was placed on a patient’s forehead who was lying on a bed in the medical room.

‘Most expert assasins and dangerous people do have their faces looking innocent especially when they’re unconscious or asleep,’ Tomi replied him.

The doctor glanced at her, she sounded so sure of her assertion. He didn’t know whether to credit the certainty in her voice to her long years of experience in treating criminals or just believe that she spoke what she felt.

‘This guy isn’t an assassin,’ the doctor continued as he stepped back to use his stethoscope. ‘He’s a journalist who has been on Samantha’s tail for a while.’

‘I’ve heard about him, Dave James.’ Tomi replied. ‘He gave the information that made us come to Lagos but chose to betray us at the last minute.’

The doctor remained silent for a while, he hung his stethoscope back around his neck and stopped to stare at the patient’s face for a while.

‘This young man looks so much like someone I know,’ the doctor finally voiced out.

‘You seem to know a lot of people Doc, I know that should be the case because you’ve lived so many years on this planet,’ Tomi said.

The doctor looked around and located a chair, he walked to the chair and carried it to the right side of the patient’s bed. He sat on the chair and stared at the face intently for a while before he relaxed his back.

‘Yes, he definitely looks like who I know.’ he said aloud, though he was talking to himself.

Tomi stopped what she was doing and looked at the doctor’s face, surprised that the doctor was sitting with the patient instead of going to rest in his room.

‘Who exactly does he look like?’ Tomi asked.

The doctor leaned forward to see the patient’s face one more time. ‘He looks like…’ he was saying when the door of the room opened and Cole stepped in.

‘Doctor, I can hear some noises coming from the room beside yours, is she awake already?’ Cole asked as he entered.

The doctor stared blankly at Cole for a while, trying to remember the room beside his. He had been working much more than a person of his age should work in the past few days and tend to forget a lot of things.

He finally remembered that Mrs Atinuke George had been taken away from the medical room and put in the room beside his since she left the critical stage.

‘Oh! It’s possible that she’s awake now,’ he managed to get up to his feet as he remembered. He proceeded towards the door and walked past Cole.

Cole eyes met with Tomi’s as he looked around the medical room. They stared at each other’s faces for a while and Cole was the first to look away, he felt somehow guilty but he shrugged it off. He turned and walked out of the room without looking back again.


Doctor Ekwueme walked as fast as his old age could carry him towards his room. Before he got there, Madam Atinuke was already standing outside the door in the corridor.

‘Where am I?’ she asked as she saw the doctor.

The doctor paused and stared at her with a smile. ‘Relax madam, you’re in safe hands,’ he said in his weak old voice.

The woman turned round and glanced at every corner of the corridor, she didn’t seem to believe his words as a frightened look appeared on her face. Her gaze settled on the doctor again and she was about to speak when someone appeared behind the doctor.

‘She’s awake,’ Cole said as he saw the woman and stopped beside the doctor.

‘Yes, she is.’ The doctor replied.

‘Who are you people?’ Madam Atinuke asked but did not get any answer. She watched the men stare at her for a while after which their gazes moved from her to something behind her. She looked back slowly and saw someone stepping closer to her slowly from the other end of the corridor. It was her daughter, Stephanie.

Stephanie could not believe her eyes. Her mother was alive, standing right in front of her. She had only come to check her in the room and was expecting to see the woman lying down on the bed unconscious with the drip line still fixed into her veins.

‘Steph…’ Madam Atinuke called in a low voice, surprised to see her daughter.

‘Mum,’ Stephanie called back and ran to hug the woman.



‘Boss, Madam Atinuke is awake,’ Cole said to Tarasha as she entered into the computer room.

‘I received the doctor’s text message on that,’ Tarasha replied him, with very little enthusiasm in her voice. She walked towards the table and settled in the seat behind him. ‘I got your text, you said you’ve gotten the identities of the men in the video.’

‘Yes, I have but those men are people that I’ve never met in my life. I’ve never even come across their names,’ Cole said.

‘Let me have a look at them,’ Tarasha said, fixing her gaze on the computer screen. Cole was still trying to locate the pictures.

‘Here,’ Cole said, opening a picture showing two men’s passport photographs side by side and their respective names under each passport.

Tarasha stared at the picture for a while also, she had never seen any of the men or heard their names.

‘Have you found out where they work?’ she asked.

Cole quickly minimized the window and maximized another app which showed a detail profile of the men in the citizen’s directory. Tarasha took a minute each to go through each of the pictures.

‘Things could have changed, these profiles were saved based on information gotten from the last population census. Is this all you’ve got about them?’

‘No, I also located their facebook profiles and twitter handles,’ Cole replied.

‘Are the profiles public?’

‘No, they weren’t but I was able to break into the private profiles. There is no difference between the details they have in the citizen’s directory to what they have in their facebook and twitter profiles.’

‘So, there are no additional details on social media about them?’

‘None,’ Cole answered.

‘Did you check their recent posts?’

‘Yes, both profiles and timelines have not been updated for about seven years.’

‘Oh!’ Tarasha chuckled. ‘Well, there should be other ways to get them. Have you tried to trace the addresses on the citizens’ directory?’

‘Yes, the addresses aren’t valid residential buildings anymore.’

Tarasha stopped for a while to think.

‘But I have found ways we could get them,’ Cole said and waited for Tarasha to pay full attention to him before he continued. ‘I have traced two of their close family members each, both on the citizen’s directory and social media.’

‘Oh! That’s cool but I hope we can get them through their family members.’

‘We can make a trial,’ Cole said encouragingly.

‘I do hope so,’ Tarasha repeated as she got up to her feet. ‘I’ll be back,’ she said and proceeded straight towards the door.



Stephanie sat at the other edge of the bed watching happily as her mother ate the lunch of fried rice served to her.

Her happiness knew no bounds that day. Madam Atinuke had gotten up looking more healthier and stronger than she used to be. Even though her voice was still imbalanced like before and she was still slow, there were still signs of better health. Stephanie couldn’t wait to see Samantha Osman and thank her for saving her mother’s life from the Vice President and also helping her get better.

Someone knocked on the door when the woman was almost done with the meal. Stephanie glanced at the door and glanced at her mother, the oler woman was expecting her to attend to it.

‘Come in,’ Stephanie said from where she was seated. She stared at the door intently, waiting eagerly to see who was coming in. The door opened slowly and Madam Henrietta stepped in.

Madam Henrietta closed the door and stood still for some minutes right behind it without releasing the knob. Stephanie and Madam Atinuke’s eyes were directed towards her but she couldn’t look at them, her eyes were staring at the ground.

She didn’t believe that Atinuke could come alive again. Not because she wanted the woman’s death, but she just didn’t believe that someone with such mental and physical illness like that of Atinuke did not have anything to live for anymore.

She finally summoned courage and looked up, her eyes met with that of Stephanie’s, Madam Henrietta had continued with her food. She walked towards the bed and stopped some metres by the side of Atinuke.

Madam Atinuke looked up and their eyes met. She dropped the spoon into the plate and squinted at Madam Henrietta’s face. ‘Henrietta, it’s been a long time,’ she began in a shaky voice. Henrietta looked down at that moment. She felt guilty and could not look Henrietta in the eyes anymore. She had condemned her to death all the while Stephanie still hoped she could live and be well again.

‘Thank you for taking good care of Stephanie,’ Madam Atinuke continued. ‘Thank you for taking good care of your daughter.’

Madam Henrietta was surprised at her last statement and looked up. She glanced at Stephanie’s face and also saw the girl looking at her with a light smile.

There was silence for a moment but a lot was still being communicated in the silence.

‘I’m sorry,’ Madam Henrietta finally found her voice. ‘I’m sorry for not checking on you all these days.’

‘Sorry? You don’t need to be sorry,’ Madam Atinuke said joyfully. ‘You have been taking care of my daughter and that is far better than coming to see me. You took care of her like yours and made sure she lacked nothing in life, I am very grateful to you.’

Madam Henrietta burst into tears, she couldn’t find words to say anymore. Stephanie got up from her seating spot and walked to Madam Henrietta to embrace her.


‘Do you want to see her now?’ Dr Ekwueme asked as he walked through the corridor with Tarasha. He stopped at the door to Madam Atinuke’s room and raised his hand to knock, only waiting for Tarasha to permit.

‘Is it necessary I see her now?’ Tarasha asked, squinting.

‘Well,’ the doctor put down his hand slowly and shrugged. ‘It depends on you, I only thought you would like to see how she’s doing.’

‘Would she be able to give me answers to my numerous questions now?’

‘Hmm… I think we should give her some more time.’ The doctor replied.

‘Let’s proceed to the lab then,’ Tarasha said.

The doctor turned to lead the way.

‘How well is the woman now?’ Tarasha asked as they proceeded.

‘She’s okay, back to her normal self.’ The doctor replied.

‘Her normal self?’ Tarasha questioned, not too sure of what he meant by the statement.

‘I mean her former self,’ the doctor replied. ‘The only thing that happened is that she stepped out of consciousness, we didn’t do anything to take care of her previous mental or physical state.’

‘Can’t something be done about it?’

‘I don’t think anything can be done to help her case, only few people do come out of her condition and what cures them has not been discovered or ascertained yet.’

‘So it means her previous condition couldn’t have gotten better?’

‘It could have,’ the doctor said, stressing the word ‘could’. ‘But if it happened, I wouldn’t say it’s a result of the therapy she underwent, it would have to be tested and proven if I make the assertion.’

They got into the medical lab and Tarasha closed the door behind her.

‘He should be awake by now,’ the doctor said as they proceeded to the bed Dave was sleeping in. Dave’s eyes were still closed and he didn’t look like he had woken up before they came in.

‘Looks like he’s the lazy type,’ Tarasha said when she got to the bed side and found Dave still asleep.

‘Those drugs are meant to weaken his body, his own way of responding to weakness could just be sleep.’ The doctor said.

Tarasha stared at him for a little while before turning to leave. ‘I have only few words and questions for him when he’s awake.’

Dr Ekwueme watched as she closed the door after stepping out. He turned to look at the patient again and met a surprise. Dave’s eyes was opened and he was staring at him.

‘Please be quiet Doctor,’ Dave pleaded in low tones.

Doctor Ekwueme would have responded in a loud voice but for a reason remained quiet. The voice of the young man sounded like a voice he was once familiar with.

‘You look and speak like your father,’ Dr Ekwueme said in low tones as he moved closer to the bed.


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93 thoughts on “Tarasha 2 – Chapter 18 Part 1

    1. this bros,

      so u followed us to this place
      tots ur thugism (if there’s a word like dat) is limited to nland oo

  1. I seriously don’t know why my instinct keeps on telling me this ayodeji is a jambite whose jamb result is nothing to write home about
    all what you wrote up there is nothing BUT “Stupidity of the highest hierarchy”
    cmon man
    “You wish he can stop their browser from seeing the update”
    Does that speak sense to you at all???
    To the best of my knowledge this is not the tarasha I used to yearn for
    lotta times when I read tarasha I feel like oyin made my day….But right now I enjoy doing the dishes than to read tarasha.

    1. The Tarasha of 2015 dat I know is suspense filled, action filled, a thriller and not d emotional Tarasha of 2018.Pls stop prolonging Tarasha.

  2. The pompous admin finally updated,i believe the idiots supporting him started reading this story some months ago.
    we started reading since from nairaland,we gave him the inspiration to come up with a blog,we advertised his site on social media,incase u hav forgotten oyin,there are proper ways of doing things,ur most trusted fan DELA GHA all d way frm nairaland,stopped commenting already,pretty soon we would stop comenting too,and from there we stop reading…i hate people dat are wrong but hate to xplain and say sorry.
    u claim to explain every time,do u hav to offend us everytime?

  3. Oyin as a die hard fan and advocate for #TeamTarasha3, I would love it if u can tell us the specific time or days for updates. Don’t kill the momentum of this blog please. Believe me, when you update constantly, all these criticism will reduce.
    Back to the story. Now I know that Dave is Tara’s step brother or even real brother.

  4. Ride on prince oyin, nothing do you
    Abeg nothing should happen to tarasha teams because of Dave, i know him as a dangerous word assassin. Just close up his mouth for me it could be dangerous.

    I can’t see how some people will not be happy with something and still go on enjoying that thing at the same time. Patient is not about waiting for something is how you wait and your attitude while waiting.
    None of you is more provoke than i because of tarasha prolong updates,but the question is, must you show you are angry by insulting him?

    Resounding slap for sale, Instant promo to anyone who insult anybody.

  5. Dnt mind their stupidity Oyin my guy bcos u’re realy tryin.
    Plz try to let us knw wen u wil post d nxt episode.
    Keep it up bro.kudoos

  6. I came here to comment box to deal with some lunatics with unbridled tongues before reading this Oyin’s update of yesterday. From the previous update + yesterday’s, I noticed some bunch of low-lifes, asslickers, haters, sycophants, he-goats, she-goats, demented fools, ungrateful folks, irritating b******s, hypocrites and negative criticizers such as politicalthug, roland, sunshine, john, victor, gold, factorial, jerrythafinisher, objovic, wizard, angel, nce, seadurf, rose, ayodeji, kin, austyn and martins. You are are self centred & gullible.
    @Prince Oyinloye Emmanuel Oluwatosin, how is school? Believe me, the sky is your starting point. I support you 100% because you’ve earned my loyalty. Bro, I respect you. If it takes another 3 years to complete Tarasha, am gonna read it all without complain. Patience is a virtue alot of Nigerians lack. Those names aforementioned above should die, burn & rot in the deepest part of hell. Amadioha, with Sango will strike dead everyone who intends to frustrate your efforts..

    1. May that patience destroy you. Kill you.

      Go and treat the ischemic heart disease or coronary artery disease that is about to crush you and make you lifeless. Old mofo

  7. All those insulting oyin are enjoying the story, else they won’t have even check out this update, talk of to read it.

  8. As i was saying i love dave but my love for Tara is ten times greater.Dave should not spoil the show by brainwashing doctor Ekwueme against Tara. Is like Madam atikuke would have recognized tara had it been she went in.

  9. i will only advise you oyin , Fans have a long way to go in all aspect and sector of life stop.killing us

  10. Martins u couldn’t sleep to read tarasha ,ure even among the first set to comment,what should I even call u,the story no sweet again still u read.Take cold water to cool ur mind,sorry.

  11. Martins, mother******g son of a dog. Shameless **** spitting venom, gibberish and absolutely balderdash on a blog. Do you wretched self ever wrote 100 words on wordpress? Honestly, the degree of your insanity beats my imagination.

  12. I can’t believe I just read the most boring episode of any story I’ve ever read…This is more stupid than I actually thought the story has become…No longer an action thriller, now emotional nonsense…mtcheew

  13. Victor King, you are dullard, no wonder your inability to construct simple correct sentence. What a glorified a****le you are. Now go back to the gutter you emerged from. Run along, he-goat.

  14. see cutezeei or wah dah ur name sef
    leh be Frank with each oda
    yaff been reading dis story since 2015…
    am pregnant den… I alwas use dis story to chill mysef and my unborn child
    now my baby yaff started schooling

    now my question is dah
    is it until my baby also join me in reading dis Story dah d story will end?
    is it until me and my baby start arguing about tarasha been updated…..or blah blah
    or we sud start gisting bout Rex and dave

    1. Lmaoooo, assin ehn i usually dont comment again but ur comment made me comment, if oyin know how it feels to be reading a story for like 3years and it doesnt seems it will be ending soon, me wey no like to read, cant belive i av been reading a story for 3yrs, since wen he started it on nairaland o, we knew how frequently he do update, hin case be like person wey never get money wey dey wu iwa oniwa, but now he don get money he kan dey show us hin true colour

  15. Smart Dave…
    Doctor Ekwueme had better not get compromised…
    Am glad Mrs Atinuike is better than before…
    Bravo Oyin…

  16. all these people shouting and insulting oyin vpandan are prolly jobless cos if they are/were occupied, they wouldn’t have the time to be worried and angry over a story……………..
    personally i only check for updates on my free time or other times at night………………………and if i dont see an update, i chill and go back to doing whatever i was busy with before……………………………..y’all should find something doing or something to do with your time and trust me you’ll become less angry when you dont get to see new episodes………………. .
    PS: i followed this story from day 1 on nairaland by the way

  17. Am really against the idea of putting Rex, I G, stainless together in the same room. It could be disastrous to tarasha s team.

  18. This blog is slowly becoming a curse zone…
    A s***, I don’t like.
    And I think everyone here is quite educative and matured enough to respect themselves.

  19. I think Oyin is chilling with cool wine while reading your comments. Keep them coming. Insult each other more. In fact I want to see 200 insult by tomorrow morning. Insult me join, I don’t mind.

  20. I actually hate suspence alot dats why idont like reading ongoing stories……Dis story don tire me self bcus of the many break

  21. This is nigeria where oyin need curses to update episodes, this nigeria where people defend wrong, this is nigeria where people brag with knowledge instead of sharing, just imagine! can’t Oyin. give specific time he’ll be chanced to update to avoid these curses, you’re here defending like smallie, see U when I see U Tarajuly-update.

  22. Hmmmm, i bet this is the best story of 21century, even oyinbo’s self no fit sidon come up with something as spectacular and suspencive story like this. Kudos to you mr oyin. God is your strenght. And i’ll say you don’t have to be angry wuth those that are insulting you, it’s for the entertainment of it, if such no happen e no go sweet you self. I’ve been folowing this right fron nairaland to this moment and i always pray no update should come sometime 2weeks self so that this story never ends. Many have directed to this site and they never regretted login in here. God bless you. Amen.

  23. If you think the story is getting boring, stop reading. I see no reason for insults. Afterall, you guyz are not buying him data. I encountered this story in coolval22 and that was Jan 2016. I’ve been readin since then and will keep reading to the end. Weldone oyin.

  24. when is the next update.. bro.. GOD BLESS THE PATIENT ONE, PROVIDE FOR THE HATERS, INSULT BLARERS, PROSPER THE WRITER AND UPLIFT US ALL… dnt 4get dat friday is the first of june.. HAPPY NEW MONTH. ALL!

  25. Like seriously man.

    You have suceeded in killing the plot of the story you struggled hard to create.

    Don’t blame you though, most people dunno how to control fame.

    And please, stop giving us that crappy excuse of being occupied with your studies.
    I believe you are already studying back then in 2015 when you are updating 3times daily and begging and mentionin us for Comments.

    Now everything yaff changed, just cause you av’ started getting 500+views and 100+comments on your blog.

    Continue delaying the update, until u wake up oneday to find 20views on your website weekly.

    1. Lol! Believe me guy, as far as this Tarasha never finish, you are hooked to this blog and will always visit. The highest you can do is to read without commenting. Even then, you will be tempted to comment your displeasure just like now. Comment na comment oo.

  26. 😂 😂 😂 😂 😂 😂 my chest has been paining me since…….. Choi………….. Una no try at all… ……. The guy above me is just savage!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁 how oyin still sits down to write after all these insults is unfathomable 😏😏😏😏😏😏

  27. it all started on Coolvall22 back then in 2015 not naiaraland.. and y’all still backing him as if no be school(ilorin) we self dey.
    Lol, some people be like must u continue reading the story? well, we will finish what we started 3years back and trust me you’ll be the one cajoling & consoling him when the this story finally ends(telling him life goes on, everything is gonna be alright) when readers/viewers isn’t even up-to 15pple anymore

  28. Oyin, well don o, I’m still following keenly. Just hoping u wouldn’t give room for these “harsh words” coming from us… It’s probably part of the challenges fate had set in for u on the hustling field… No matter what, just know that there must be one bad egg out of thousands good ones.

  29. Tarasha is too smart to know that Dave was just pretending. Believe me she’s behind the door. She’ll just walk in and take Dave by surprise


    the comments are nowdays interesting more than the story itself. i frequently refresh this site to read beautiful ‘comments’ nisipitwe na wakati

    1. 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂 I agree with you.
      Sometimes me too refresh d page for just the comments.

    1. They are seriously mad 😡 truly

      I belong to one wretched of a family don’t mind my stupid self

      Tarasha have taken my sense of reasoning

  31. Wow!!! so much insult all because of updates mnaka why now. Oyin just try and grow a thick skin and we fan’s abeg make we no vex oyin was not like this. We the pioneer of his story know him too well.

  32. Four set of people that made up this comment section,
    . Insulters
    . Defenders
    . Insult-revengers
    . Funny-gurus

    You guys should better choose the category you fall in, u people are really trying shaaa ur comments are superb.

    @Easyboyy i support u on that tara is too smart for Dave.

  33. Seriously guys….. dis Insult z getting Out of hand… why can’t we respect ourself & behave like a matured pple 4 ones Haba…. too much of everytin is bad jare…… Oyin one Kudos 4 U… I salute U biko E no easy as we tink

  34. Bunch of ungrateful b******s abound here. May you die shamelessly, be eaten by vultures, with the remains of your tattered life undiscovered. So shall it be unto these dogs who wont get the hell outta here with their frustrated life. Pathetic idiots…

  35. @martins, the pained lunatic with a wretched life, now lick my anus you dirty slowpoke. Run along and get a life. Better still, go hug the nearest moving train. a****le.

  36. To that doppleganger who used Cutezeei, I see that the spirit of deceit lives in your family. Believe me that you are one fortunate b****** who came about when the condom broke. If you continue to dopplegang; calamity, bitterness, hatred, disaster, catastrophy, commotion, heresy, malice, curses, suddden death, sickness, enemity, aggression, frustration, misery, tragedy, pain, poverty, backwardness, stagnancy, ill luck, sorrow, rage, unfulfillment, dishonour, shame, and disorderliness will forever envelope you and your family, unto the 10th generation unborn and until eternity. Foolish ingrate. Cheap doppleganger. b******.

  37. Damn am perplexed I just can’t believe this is happening here guys just ignore some comments we all don’t need to do this
    Those of you praying for the updates to be once in a month ehn the next Toyota camery that will pass your side ehn will knock you down ni
    Nice one Oyin still expecting the next update

  38. If only Oyin was a bit creative with his lies just like that of his creativity on this Tarasha.

    We wouldn’t av’ been this mad at him.
    Dude is just busy feeding us with cheap disgusting lies, and expecting us to pity him all the time and thank him each time.

    If you’re just tired and out of Inspiration on what to write again, just tell us we go kuku understand and bear with you.

    Stop feeding us those cheap lies, we no be kids my brother.

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